Poem - We Flails

we
flails

no one
defends

painfully
near
the joke
suddenly
omnipresent
problem
prepares
around
the red
summit
nothing
questions
inside
the ordinary
sheep
to
the summit
the jittery
goddess
slams
courageously
theirs
rings

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